A first try doesn't always do justice in poetry.
Often the second poem in a flux of poems is best.
At least that's what I've seen.

Sometimes the best poem of a series comes fourth or tenth.
Often it is the last poem in the group,
a poet's sigh – I have expressed.

The problem of thinking you have no poems in you to write
is regretfully cured in a painful process of
pouring out twin and triplet poems when the water breaks.

The problem with a writing drought
is I would have written every tiny detail each morning
and now I have to make up for it in one sweaty day.